Spring Equinox

I am so grateful for having a sweet community of home schooling friends to share the seasons with. Today we came together for an egg hunt and free play in honor of vernal equinox. Hurray for Spring!

Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king;

                                             Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,

Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing.

Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!

 

by Thomas Nashe 1600